Disco Shit 03 Greedo & Kenny Beats (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)

[Intro: 03 Greedo, Freddie Gibbs & Key!]
Used to traffic cocaine
Fuck fame, fuck fame (Mm, money isn't real George)
This is pure Colombian cocaine ladies and gentlemen (Mm, mm)
Fuck fame (Money isn't real)
Disco shit
(Woah, Kenny)

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Fuck fame, used to traffic cocaine
I prefer to live my other life (Yeah, yeah)
The drug game fuck around, got full of lames
Shit changed, now I'm out my mind
Disco shit, disco shit
Trigger finger in the air for this
Disco shit, this that disco shit
Trigger finger in the air for this, I

[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
Met the plug, and his wife had sex with me
George Jung in the 1970s
I had to make me a flip, I had to flip me a zip
I had to take me a trip, I'm on the plane with the bricks
I wanna bang wit the crips
Rollin' and steerin' the wheel, these niggas Derek Foreal
Hasta luego, watch the Diegos
FBI waiting, niggas is haters
Gotta get paper, get in, get out
Don't touch the clout, niggas be goin' that route
Gotta go Pablo, I'm talkin' the phone, they take convos
I'm sellin' the work to Gustavo, I put the work in my nostrils
Yeah, I got to test it, yeah
Don't trust your momma or ex-bitch
They tryna get you arrested (Don't you fucking put your hands on me)